Here we are in the Seventh Year for Harry and Hermione. A new tale of adventures and story telling, love and hate, and a new evil out to kill one of the Potters. What's going to happen? Future warning: flames will be used to roast marshmellows. Sequel to Unleashed. Also, if anyone can make a banner for me I would love it.

A/N: Alright, people, the sequel is here at last! Let me just remind you new readers that this story is a continuance on my first story, Unleashed. Just to warn you in this story that, one, none of the old characters are mine, just the new ones. Two, This is going to read like an everyday story time reading. Three, there will be two deaths, one you will know during the reading, but the other you will not know until the end, but they will be dead the whole story. Thoroughly confused? Good! Okay! On with the show!

Miracles of Birth

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Hogwarts 2006~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

“Push, Hermione!” Harry cooed over and over. “You know you can do it! Welcome your child to the world!”

{Just letting you know now, Potter, you are never going to touch me ever again!}

Harry smiled as he heard the remark in his head. [Watch it dear, you are a Potter now!]

“Go away Harry, leave me alone!” Hermione shouted. She let out a pain-filled cry just as Harry was getting up to leave. “No! Don’t leave me, please stay. I can’t do this anymore!” She cried while clinging to him for dear life. Hermione was exhausted. Being in labor for thirty-six hours did that to a woman. Leaning back Hermione cried as the sound of squealing filled the infirmary of Hogwarts.

“It’s a boy!” exclaimed Madame Pomfrey. Harry hugged Hermione from behind, for he was sitting behind her on the bed to help Hermione push, and kissed her. They had finally gotten married two months ago and now he had a child! He finally had the family he always dreamt about.

Sure James and Lily were alive and still kicking, but there were still fifteen years of having no family that he didn’t resent to haunt his past. He took great pride in his new family that will bring him many years of happiness. He kissed Hermione on her sweaty brow.

“What shall we name him?” he asked.

Hermione smile and sighed out, “Romulus. Romulus Potter. I think it will be fitting.” She smiled again as she closed her eyes.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Godric’s Hollow ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

“Yeah, I always wanted to know, why that name? Why not something normal like Peter, or Henry or even Steve? I mean, geez, kids are going to take the mickey out on me because of it”

“Well that’s the beauty of a story, let me continue.”

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Hogwarts 2006~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

“Why Romulus, dear?” Harry asked quietly.

“Well I was reading one of the books that was retrieved from my old house, now that no one lives there anymore, and I happened to come across an encyclopedia and I started reading it at nights before I went to bed. I chose Romulus because in Roman legend, he was a founder of Rome. When Amulius usurped the throne of his brother Numitor, king of Alba Longa, he forced Numitor's daughter, Rhea Silvia, to become a vestal virgin so that she would bear no children. However, she became the mother of twin sons, Romulus and Remus, by the god Mars.” Hermione smiled contently, proud that she was able to remember that fact.

“Yeah, okay,” said Harry, but he was still thoroughly confused. Hermione sighed again exasperated.

“Honestly, Harry. You should even know this one! Rhea Silvia, a woman forced to carry the burden of not having the ability to bear children. Sound familiar?”

“Ah, now I see. Sounds like you almost.” Said Harry catching on…finally.

“Ding! Ding!” said Hermione sarcastically. She took on the voice of a game show host and mocked, “What prize do we have for him, Johnny”. Harry wrapped his arms around her tighter.

“Ha! Very funny.” He kissed her again while watching the nurse wheel Romulus back over to the bed. “I love you.”

“I love you too, Harry.” Both cried tears of joy when Madame Pomfrey put Romulus into Hermione’s waiting arms. They sat in awe as Romulus wiggled free from the swaddled blanket and opened his eyes. Harry choked back a cry when he noticed that, yes Romulus may have had his mother’s brown, wispy, curly hair, but he inherited his father’s emerald, green eyes.

Harry wiped a tear from his eye and got up from the bed to tell the others about his new miracle. As he walked out of the hospital wing he saw that there were quite a few people gathered to hear the good news including his mum and dad, Professor McGonagall, Remus Lupin, Severus Snape, all of the Weasley’s, the Order, his dorm mates and Hermione’s dorm mates. They all looked at him expecting an answer to their unasked questions.

“A boy!” Harry smiled and everyone stood up to congratulate him. Harry continued talking, “Yes, he is very healthy indeed. His name is Romulus James Potter.” Harry noticed that Remus looked stunned by the name.

“Harry, why Romulus?” Remus asked.

“Hermione chose the name because some lady was forced to stay a virgin and was unable to bear children. Kind of symbolic to Hermione since she had to go through the same mess.” Remus nodded and walked away looking very pale. Harry assumed that it was getting closer to the full moon hence the pale skin. He shrugged and turned back to the hospital room to let everyone in.

Hermione was sitting on the bed, all cleaned up from her long hours of birth. Harry just watched in wonderment as she held RJ (his new given nickname from Ron) close to her as she breast-fed him. She looked beautiful to Harry, very much like the day when she walked back into his life eight months prior. A goddess; his goddess.

After Romulus was finished eating, he was passed to everyone in the room so that they could get a good look. The girls ooh’ed and ahh’ed while the guys debated which position he was going to play in Quidditch. Everyone had a great laugh when it was Ron’s turn to hold RJ. The baby’s eyes widened and he let out a high pitched squeal when he saw the red hair and grabbed a good handful to pull on.

“OW! Get him off me!” Ron cried out. James came to the rescue and picked up his new grandson.

“I’m a grandpa!” he said with tears in his eyes. Lily was unable to hold the baby because she was crying so much. Everyone got a shock when they saw that RJ had green eyes too. Yes, he was definitely a Potter now.

As he was passed off to everyone in the room, Severus stepped up to get his hands on the baby too. Somehow, RJ also took a great liking to Severus as well. Everyone was floored when Snape, Severus Snape of all people, made unrecognizable baby babble. Everyone adverted their eyes when he looked back up except for Harry who just smiled and nodded.

“What did you expect Potter?” he sneered, “I have to make friends now so that I don’t have to deal with his bad side when he comes to Hogwarts!” Everyone laughed because they knew the Potter temper was nothing to play with.

Hermione looked around and noticed someone was missing. “Harry, where’s Remus?” Harry looked around the room and too realized that Remus was missing in action.

“I do not know.” Said Harry. Then he leaned in close to whisper, “I saw him earlier when I announced Romulus, but after that he left. I think the full moon is closer than I thought.”

Hermione furrowed her eyebrows, “I don’t think so Harry. The full moon is still two weeks away. Maybe you can find him and talk to him when you get a chance.” Harry nodded and replied with a small ‘yes, dear’. But right now, they were going to celebrate. For once the Potter’s were happy. Nothing could go wrong.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Godric’s Hollow ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

“So now you know the story behind your name. There is nothing to be ashamed about, your name comes with power to do great things.”

“I suppose you are right.” Romulus yawned.

“Alright, bed time. Tomorrow I will tell you another story.”

“I would like that. Maybe you can tell me how you and Uncle Ron helped save the day in your seventh year. You never did get to that adventure.”

“Alright, son. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight” he came to me and kissed me on the cheek. He hadn’t done that for year so it was surprising. You know boys, they don’t think kissing is manly.